Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

When the demon king Fabuti and the giant king Olmir started a war, Truman directly threw the demon ritual in his hand, and the ritual returned to operating status.

This demonic ritual was stolen by him to be used at this time.

The re-activated demonic ritual exudes bursts of degenerate aura and spreads rapidly around. This thing is connected to the abyss and can pollute everything.

Truman raised his hand to attract the sunshine from the Creator's Heaven, suppressing the aura of depravity within a certain range.

Amanissis raised his hand gently, hiding the fate of the three people.

A few drops of demon's blood appeared on Truman's hand, which was spilled by the demon angel and stolen into his hand.

"Come out!" The sage's robe on Truman's body flashed with a turbulent flow of information, and he analyzed the information in it.

After a few breaths, this demon angel was basically familiar to Truman. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled out the historical projection of the demon angel.

The demon angel began to pray, causing a looming passage to appear in the abyss projection.

"Let's go!" Truman used the ability of "Planeswalker" to tear open the space, and walked into the passage first, going to the abyss deep in the sea beyond the mainland.

Amanysis threw a red moon, and Lilith took it with tacit understanding, activating the red moon, and the bloody moonlight spilled, blocking the transmission channel.

This will be their return.

"The environment of the abyss is so harsh that no angel can survive except for 'criminals.'" Truman walked into the abyss, and the smell of filthy and degenerate sulfur hit his face.

He took out the Black Emperor's crown and put it on his head, and a twisted force destroyed the rules of survival in the abyss.

"Eh? That's not right!" Truman suddenly felt a real attraction coming from the bottom of the abyss, and the black emperor's crown on his head was trembling.

It's craving!

"Constructing a survivable order in the harshest environment..."

This is a manifestation of the "Black Emperor's" ability, twisted to the extreme, and recreated to create a complete set of feasible orders.

Of course, adjacent pathways also have the ability to directly formulate special rules.

The abyss is harsh enough, and there is no place in the universe with a worse environment than this one.

But many weak demons are able to survive here. This is something that at least angels from other paths can do.

"The demon monarch has swallowed the high-level characteristics of the two paths of order?" Truman guessed.

The Demon Lord's madness is comparable to that of the Demon Wolf of Destruction. He is the kind of ancient god who can even give up his own position. He has at least two high-level characteristics in his body, and even more!

"It seems that the Demon Lord did not die in the end. It is possible that the relevant characteristics were torn off during the war between gods..."

In Truman's memory, angels had their bodies cut off and broken down into characteristics. This may also be the case for the demon monarch.

Amanisis and Lilithini also entered the abyss, frowning at the harsh environment here.

Especially Lilith, who has extremely strong vitality and expresses her disgust unabashedly.

"Only a lunatic like Fabuti would occupy the abyss."

Lilith has completely "come ashore". She originally looked down upon these ancient gods, and she was even more contemptuous of these remnants of the old era.

"The abyss was not created by Fabuti?" Truman thought of this.

"I'm not sure... Before we were born with spiritual intelligence, nothing can be traced back, and the abyss has existed since I can remember it."

Lilith didn't expect Truman to ask such a question. She raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and said uncertainly.

"The first time Farbuti appeared to fight with us, he crawled out of the abyss."

That is impossible to determine.

Truman and the two goddesses walked in the abyss, and what they saw was black-red magma, and the smell of sulfur and filth filled the air.

"It is true that such a harsh environment is not suitable for survival, but it is not enough to say that it threatens the angels."

Truman straightened the black emperor's crown on his head, and a concept of authority spread out, distorting the rules here. Within a certain range, the three of them would not be affected by the rules of the abyss.

Bo!

An insignificant voice made the expressions of the three of them change greatly.

Wow! A wave of pollution surged like a real tide.

They are black, red, and even indescribable colors of depravity. They form a trend that will sweep across the entire abyss after a certain period of time!

Truman used the Black Emperor's control and distortion of the rules to forcefully carve out a safe place in the wave, stand there and withstand the impact of this pollution and corruption.

At the same time, he captured information that could only be recorded in soil, air, and stone, and inferred some of the information here.

"This kind of power has exceeded Sequence Two..."

Amanisis maintained a semi-secret state, with only a faint shadow existing. He sensed this filthy and depraved personality and made judgments.

"Fabouti doesn't have a sequence-level god." Lilith added.

So why is there still such high-level pollution here after Fabuti left the abyss?

"It's the abyss itself or it comes from outside the abyss!" Truman also realized this.

Either way, there is something wrong with the abyss!

"Let's go directly!" Truman directly tore apart the space and teleported to the bottom of the abyss.

That is the realm where the demon lord Farbuti lives and sleeps. It is filled with unimaginable pollution, the kind of pollution that can have an effect on gods!

This is why Saslier even paid a big price to ask the three of them to work together.

He wants to know the situation at the bottom of the abyss, and he can only have such an opportunity when the Demon King is fighting the Giant King God.

"Be careful!" The three of them stood at the entrance of the last abyss. Lilith stopped and did not rush to enter.

"What's wrong?"

Truman and Amanysis both stopped, and their bodies tensed up to guard against accidents.

“There’s a lot of life in it.”

Lilith frowned, looking at the entrance to the last layer of the abyss, feeling strange.

"We are close to the bottom of the abyss. It is a place only angels among demons are qualified to reach. The existence of life is already pitiful."

Truman and Amanysis both understood what Lilith meant and felt more vigilant in their hearts.

"I'll go in first." Truman walked towards the gate of the abyss, he couldn't back down here.

He opened the dream book in his hand, and a large amount of dreamy phosphorescence enveloped his body.

He is also confident that even if the Demon Lord Fabuti is here in person and has the Book of Dreams, he will not be killed instantly with just one look.

Truman stepped forward without touching the door of the abyss, but tore apart the space and "opened the door" to enter.

"Are you kidding? This is the last level of the 'Abyss'?" Truman's shocked voice came through the door that had not yet been closed.

The two goddesses looked at each other and walked side by side.